The Pixel, Pt. III

The pixel, of course, woke up again. This time, he stood facing all sorts of other wonders of science, such as Commodore 64, several versions of the Nintendo gaming system, most of them hugely antiquated, many of them with half-inch layers of dust on top.

The pixel didn't have a lot to do, in the hours the geek stared into his face. The geek seemed to know he existed, yet he also seemed to think there were more important things in life than communicating with a practically subatomic being. In truth, the geek was attempting to make the pixel less close to subatomic. In a short bout of unconsciousness, the pixel was there again.

"Do you know Morse code?" the geek asked, suddenly.

Metaphorically speaking, that rang a lot of bells upstairs. This metaphore, however, doesn't work so well for a pixel, but I digress.

The pixel thought for a second, and blinked out the corresponding Morse code.

The geek, it happened, had never studied Morse code in his life. He rushed off and, in a minute or two, had a paper explaining Morse code. The Pixel decided, at this point, to fall asleep. It seemed just about the right time.

(Sorry if that was abrupt. I just felt like doing graphical stuff right now. I hope you enjoy the recent chapter of Ketchup, as well as this.)

!Noah!